Sunday, February 17, 2008

nothin' but trouble



since Grandma S. left, it's been deadly dull around here and we've not had much to report on the blog. Just the usual sibling squabbles, throw in some belly-button contests, viewings and re-viewings of p-rock's and billy n'christine's youtube clips for the gazillionth time, some dress-up games, strollings about and philosophical ponderings.
You know, boring old thumb-sucking-nose-picking-poop-eating madness.
Grandma D.: come save us!

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey! Thumbs r great! Chubbiness is great! miss you all lots... graMoM

Hey! I enjoyed all the photos that graMoM brought back with her. 'Glad you all had a great time. -- The REAL Grandpa!

Meredith said...

who's been eating poop?

Billy said...

I'm guessing it's Frazeksty.

p-roc's mom said...

Baby Pah could tell you who's been eating poopoos. He's very impressed and keeps bringing it up over and over. Here's hoping he believes me when I tell him he's a big boy and big boys don't eat their poopoos...

mom said...

oh, keep dreaming, Pah's mommy! It has only just begun...
Meredith: BR. I saw something brown near his lip and joked, 'i hope that's not poo!'
The real mystery is HOW a fully clothed baby can poop outside of his diaper, it can fall through his pantleg to the floor, he can FIND it, and then eat it.
Too bad I was busy gathering the laundry from one the many numero 1 incidents earlier in the day to notice that all of this was going on...

Kris said...

Ah, the poop. Can't say I've ever had any poop eating. Smearing? Yes. Throwing? Yes. I think I'd take the eating. Much tidier.

Sweet babies!